Chapter 3242: Replacing the Child of the Punishment Word

Boom! Rumble!

The Xuanhuang blood sea surged and churned, and the Xuanhuang itself buzzed and trembled.

"Control it, and fight in its place."

The soft whisper of the Xuanhuang Flower echoed like a curse, resonating endlessly in the unknown.

Control it?

Ye Chen murmured to himself. He had never considered it before, but now that the Xuanhuang Flower mentioned it, it seemed feasible, better than just waiting for doom. The key was whether he could actually take control of Xiao Wa.

His mind cleared, and his consciousness fire spread throughout the unknown.

It sounded easy, but it was incredibly difficult. Xiao Wa was unconscious, and the Xing Zi seal was no pushover. If his consciousness tried to take over, it would be forcibly erased.

"Restrain it."

Ye Chen snorted coldly, merging his internal Dao character and drawing it out, along with numerous Dunjia Heavenly Characters to aid in the battle.

Buzz!

The Xing Zi seal vibrated, radiating eternal light that repelled all intrusion.

Buzz!

The Dao character fell back, and along with the many Dunjia Heavenly Characters, all immortal in nature, they arranged themselves in a formation in the void, specifically targeting the Xing Zi.

This eased Ye Chen's pressure considerably.

With that, his consciousness slowly etched into Xiao Wa's divine sea.

"Die!"

Xuanhuang Mo and Xuwu Mo grinned maliciously, certain Xiao Wa wouldn't wake. With no tiger in the mountain, these two monkeys were free to leap about. More vengeful spirits emerged from the Xuanhuang blood sea, gnawing at the sleeping Xiao Wa, while destructive forces sought to devour it.

"Hurry."

The Xuanhuang Flower called out urgently, truly overwhelmed by the two demons' assault and unable to hold them off.

Standing there and talking is easy.

In the shadows, there were creaking sounds as Ye Chen gritted his teeth. Even with the Dunjia restraining it, the Xing Zi seal was no ordinary obstacle. Xiao Wa itself couldn't break it, let alone him. With the Xing Zi causing chaos, the amount of consciousness he could implant was extremely limited.

"Eternal indestructibility?"

"Eternal immortality?"

"How ridiculous."

The two demons laughed wildly and recklessly. The Xuanhuang blood sea surged even more, repeatedly submerging Xiao Wa. His body was now covered in mottled marks, signs of decay. It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough; he was in a deep sleep, and both demons surpassed the Huang Emperor.

"Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability—what kind of skill is that?"

Suddenly, a scolding voice rang out, laced with the sounds of the Great Dao.

The voice came from deep within the Xuanhuang.

Ye Chen glanced sideways and saw it clearly—it was that Qing Tong Ancient Coffin. It had been dragged by an unknown creature earlier, then encountered Xiao Wa and caused a commotion inside.

Ye Chen had thought the person in the coffin was destroyed.

But now, it seemed that one was still alive and on the same side as Xiao Wa.

"You want to die too?"

Xuanhuang Mo sneered, glancing in that direction as if he knew who it was.

However, he didn't take it seriously.

The only things that truly frightened him were the Eternal Heaven and this little one.

Xuwu Mo felt the same way and dismissed it.

"A one-on-one fight—if you've got the guts!"

The Qing Tong Ancient Coffin trembled violently as it crossed through the Xuanhuang, but it didn't dare approach. From inside, the person shouted, clearly aware of his own limits and knowing he couldn't take on the two demons.

"Get lost."

Xuanhuang Mo snorted coldly, sending the ancient coffin fleeing.

"Dammit, if you've got the guts, fight one-on-one!"

Once that was done, the person returned, finding a comfortable spot and yelling at the top of his lungs. His purpose was obvious—to buy time for Xiao Wa. That little guy was incredibly important; if he were devoured, everything would be lost.

The two demons ignored him.

At this critical moment, nothing mattered more than refining Xiao Wa.

"Eat my sword!"

The person in the coffin couldn't stay idle. With a buzz, he charged in, struck with a sword, and retreated.

"Insignificant pest."

Xuwu Mo chuckled darkly and casually swatted the sword light into nothingness.

"Take another one!"

The person in the coffin roared with overwhelming dominance, slashing another sword before fleeing shamelessly.

He was just causing trouble.

Though he wanted to help in the fight, it depended on who he was up against. One Xuanhuang Mo and one Xuwu Mo—either one could crush him easily, let alone both. It was all because he was so badly injured from Xiao Wa's earlier beating.

Now, he didn't even dare leave his coffin. What was the point of fighting?

Boom!

This time, Xuanhuang Mo waved his hand, forcefully extinguishing the sword glow.

"Come on, here's another sword!"

The person in the coffin shouted, shaking the ages, and plunged into the Xuanhuang blood sea.

This time, he was in an awkward spot.

The two demons were prepared. Before he could attack, they both struck with a palm each. The ancient Qing Tong Coffin flipped wildly through the air.

Pfft!

Ye Chen could clearly hear the sound of vomiting blood—it must be the person in the coffin who was wounded.

"Wake up!"

The person roared hoarsely, a soul-shaking bellow calling to Xiao Wa.

His figure was full of grief.

Ye Chen could distinctly sense desolation in that roar.

Perhaps because his consciousness was implanting, he seemed to glimpse an ancient scene: that great battle between humans and gods, where the human path was defeated in utter devastation.

Endless ages.

Endless changes of sea and land.

By now, no one remembered the time, yet blood and tears still spilled across the world.

"Wake up!"

The person in the coffin roared again, cracks forming on the coffin itself.

Xiao Wa didn't wake.

However, Da Chu's Tenth Emperor did. His consciousness forcefully took control.

In that instant, Xiao Wa suddenly opened his eyes.

As his eyes opened, two beams of eternal light shot out from them. Xiao Wa was no longer the tiny figure; he grew inch by inch, taking on Ye Chen's appearance. His eyes were as vast as the universe, his white hair flowing like a waterfall, each strand dyed with eternity. Mysterious heavenly sounds echoed through the eight directions.

"You still command the world as you always have."

The Xuanhuang Flower trembled lightly, its whisper sounding like a sob. Droplets formed on its petals like mist in the eternal light, condensing into frost. No one knew whose tears it shed.

"This is the divine presence befitting the commander of the human path."

The person in the coffin was thrilled, the Qing Tong Ancient Coffin jumping up and down.

"You..."

Xuanhuang Mo and Xuwu Mo's expressions changed drastically, and they both stepped back.

Fear filled their eyes.

They feared Xiao Wa, and they feared Ye Chen's face just as much. It was like a curse, deeply etched in their souls, like a nightmare that would entangle them for eternity.

"Exterminate!"

Ye Chen shouted, making the universe tremble. Eternity turned into an immortal sea, surging back against the demonic sea.

This power was utterly destructive.

He was only a quasi-Huang Emperor, but Xiao Wa surpassed the Huang Emperor. By taking control of Xiao Wa's consciousness, Ye Chen borrowed its power. Standing in the immortal sea, he was like an eternal god, with ancient visions manifesting as indestructible scenes in an instant.

"No, that's not right."

Xuwu Mo narrowed his eyes, as if seeing through the mystery at a glance.

"It's not him."

Xuanhuang Mo, who was about to flee, stopped and fixed his gaze, demonic light flashing in his eyes.

"Putting on a false front."

Now that they knew it wasn't the true commander of the human path, the two demons regained their confidence. In the same instant, they launched their attacks. Xuanhuang Mo formed a dark sun with his Dao laws using one hand; Xuwu Mo summoned a demonic heaven, creating a dark moon. Yin and yang combined, forging destruction.

"Come on!"

Ye Chen shouted resoundingly, stepping forward with his fist already clenched.

But before he could strike, the Xing Zi on his forehead flickered with eternity.

Ugh!

Ye Chen grunted in pain. The devastating punch lost its power instantly, his divine sea buzzing loudly, his head throbbing as if it would split, and his consciousness on the verge of erasure.

Pfft! Pfft!

He halted, but the demons' attacks landed right on time. The dark sun's rays shot out in all directions, each one destructive, riddling Ye Chen's body with wounds. The dark moon was equally domineering, extinguishing all eternal light.

Pfft!

Ye Chen spat blood and staggered back, nearly perishing in that single moment.

"Hold on."

The Xuanhuang Flower urgently transmitted a message, urging him to use his consciousness to counter the Xing Zi seal.

Ye Chen didn't respond, coughing up blood continuously.

Hold on? It wasn't that simple. Xiao Wa was incredibly powerful, yet even its memories were wiped clean—what chance did a minor quasi-Huang like him have? He and the Xing Zi seal were on completely different levels.

"Kill!"

The two demons roared and charged together, unleashing destructive attacks one after another.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Ye Chen was in utter misery. His consciousness could barely hold, let alone counterattack. Most of the time, he was just enduring. In a few moments, he was nearly torn apart.

"What I said earlier, I take back."

The person in the coffin coughed dryly. He had thought it was the commander of the human path, but now he saw how wrong he was. Their commander wasn't this weak—getting pushed around by just two demons? Where was the fighting spirit from battling the Eternal Heaven?

Screw you—why don't you try?

Ye Chen cursed inwardly, as if he could hear it. The Xing Zi seal was disgustingly obstructive.

Boom!

As he spoke, Xuanhuang Mo arrived, slashing open his chest with a palm.

Then, three eternal bones were ripped out and turned to Xuanhuang in his palm.

Pfft!

Xuwu Mo was no less brutal, splitting Ye Chen open with a demonic sword aura.

How to put it?

Once beaten down by the commander of the human path, they could barely lift their heads. Now, they were showing off, regaining their lost resolve with each spurt of Ye Chen's blood.

"Restrain it."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, implanting more consciousness for every bit that was erased.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Dunjia Heavenly Characters went berserk, charging forward relentlessly and forcibly holding back the Xing Zi.

This was all thanks to Ye Chen.

Da Chu's Tenth Emperor had unyielding obsession; his beliefs and will were indestructible.

This indestructibility ignited each heavenly character.

The most dominant was the Dao character. If the other Dunjia Heavenly Characters were foot soldiers, it was the genuine general—or rather, the commander.

Bolstered by the Dunjia, it surged ahead.

To surge ahead meant overshadowing the Xing Zi, replacing it and engraving itself on Ye Chen's forehead. The previous seal was thus weakened, its light dimming.

Boom!

Only then did Ye Chen steady himself, turning eternity into indestructibility in an instant, remolding his golden body and resolving all killing intent and wounds within him.

"Exterminate me?"

Xuanhuang Mo stepped forward, his palm covering the sky.

Exterminate me?

Ye Chen shattered the heavens with a step, his fist shaking the eight directions. Infused with eternity, etched with his Dao, and fused with Xiao Wa's power, one punch shattered all Xuanhuang.

Pfft!

Xuanhuang Mo spat blood, his hand bones exploding as he flipped through the air.

Pfft!

Xuwu Mo fared no better, struck by eternity and split from head to waist. Demonic bones stained with blood scattered into the void, and as he flew backward, he tried desperately to regenerate, but eternity turned to indestructibility, preventing any healing of the wounds.

"Hmm, I said that."

The person in the coffin spoke deeply. That punch packed quite a punch.

See? Even if he wasn't the commander of the human path, he still lived up to that face.

That appearance itself was a deterrent.

The true commander of the human path—aside from the Eternal Heaven, no one else stood a chance.

"It's him."

"Not him."

Compared to the person in the coffin, the Xuanhuang Flower's murmur sounded more desolate.

But that didn't matter for now.

What mattered was that the two demons were being beaten. Even if it wasn't the real commander, they were no match for this power. This was the indestructibility of eternity.

"How about retreating to the various heavens first?"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, briefly considering it. With this strength, why not stew the Heavenly Dao? Roast the Huang Emperor? Turn every demon to ash one by one?

But after thinking it over, he gave up.

Forget the other issues—just this pressure alone could instantly collapse the various heavens.